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Chapter 652 The First Ridge(2/2)

Gu Shuo ignored it. He was not worthy of caring about this kind of idiot. If he ignored this kind of idiot, wouldn't he become a idiot?

Another person said: "Don't say that, I was frightened by Hua Mantian's strength. I knew I was just making up the numbers."

"Pfft haha..."

The people around him either sneered or ridiculed. Ximen Pojun's bad temper immediately got angry:

"fart!"

Gu Shuo's face suddenly changed. He raised his hand and pressed Ximen Pojun's shoulder. His face became extremely gloomy. A trace of anxiety and worry flashed in his eyes. He stared closely at the two people on the first ridge.

A figure.

"He's anxious, he's anxious!" Someone saw Gu Shuo's expression suddenly changed.

"Captain, let go, I'll kill him..." Ximen Pojun turned his head and waved his arms to get rid of Gu Shuo's hand on his shoulder, and then saw Gu Shuo's gloomy look, and his eyes fixed on the first

The gaze on the ridge made his heart skip a beat, and he hurriedly looked at the first ridge. Then he was confused.

Hua Mantian still has the advantage! But Gu Shuo’s expression is wrong, which means there is a problem. People from the Dahuang team like Ximen Pojun already have a kind of blind trust in Gu Shuo. They can’t help but feel worried:

"Captain...what's wrong?"

"The winged tiger is gathering strength!"

"Recharge?"

Ximen Pojun and others all looked at the winged tiger attentively, but their cultivation level was not yet out-of-body. Some things in the out-of-body realm were really hard to see. However, other monks in the hunting team also heard what Gu Shuo said.

Doesn’t this encourage the demon clan?

I don't want to hear it anymore.

All of a sudden, a sarcastic and abusive voice rang out. But it lasted only half a breath.

"boom……"

With a loud noise that shattered the sky, the winged tiger punched out. This punch seemed to tear open a giant net, and this punch seemed like sunlight penetrated the dark clouds that shrouded the soul. All of a sudden, two flowers filled the sky.

The giant net woven by long sleeves blasted a big hole.

"puff!"

The winged tiger tore Hua Mantian's right shoulder into pieces with one claw, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The cheers of the human race at the foot of the first ridge stopped abruptly. The monks who were ridiculing and insulting Gu Shuo were like ducks that had their necks strangled, their faces flushed red, and then turned pale again.

"Tap tap tap..."

The flowers filled the sky and stepped on the seven stars, with their sleeves flying, and they saw the dense green grass growing wildly under their feet, and there were countless ancient vines like curtains, once again woven into a net, shrouding the winged tiger. At the same time, the two long sleeves were like threads.

Flowers and butterflies flutter in the air like water.

"Huh..." Gu Shuo breathed out: "It's okay!"

"Snapped!"

Then he saw a long sleeve gently slapped on the winged tiger's body, but the winged tiger looked ferocious, as if he was suffering from severe pain.

"With the power of softness, Hua Mantian is going to win!" Gu Shuo said in a condensed voice.

"Pa bang bang..."

The two long sleeves kept beating the winged tiger. The winged tiger tried hard to resist, but its huge body shook, as if it couldn't bear the feminine force.

At this time, the humans at the foot of the first ridge cheered again. Bei Xueling was a little confused: "Senior brother, why didn't Hua Mantian use this magical power earlier?"

Gu Shuo explained: "This magical power is somewhat similar to Tianmeng's Zhou style. With her strength, I am afraid she can only release it a few times. You see she has an absolute advantage now, but it is extremely dangerous. If she doesn't kill Winged Wings before she overdraws,

Tiger, the one who dies will be all over the sky."

"Senior brother, will there be no problem with Hua Mantian?"

"The winged tiger is dead!"

"Rumble..."

As soon as Gu Shuo finished speaking, he saw the huge body of the winged tiger falling to the ground. Hua Mantian was breathing heavily, her face was pale, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. But she tried hard to straighten her body and raised her right hand high

He raised it and then made it into a fist.

The human race at the foot of the first ridge instantly became excited.

"The sky is filled with flowers!"

"The sky is filled with flowers!"

"The sky is filled with flowers!"

"…………"

Hula la...

The crowd surged towards the first ridge.

"Let's go too!"

Gu Shuo spoke, and then walked forward, and everyone followed behind Gu Shuo. However, not long after he moved forward, he had to stop. There were people in front of him. Gu Shuo stopped and looked up.

Seeing the four heroes landing on the mountain, the winged tiger had already been collected by Hua Mantian. Yu Qingyan glanced at Hua Mantian, who looked pale but still stubborn, nodded and said:

"Well done." Then, without waiting for Hua Mantian's response, he turned to Jiang Tianxiao and the others and said, "Go to the Second Daoling."

Led by the four heroes, everyone headed towards the second ridge. Hua Mantian hurriedly took an elixir before following up. Millions of monks covered the first ridge like a tide, and then headed towards the second ridge.

Spread away.
Chapter completed!
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